SO you look at him with a quizzical stare and start laughing
hysterically. "yeah whatever" you say and start to turn, but
the
shadowy figure grabs your shoulder with long, bony fingers.
"hey!"you shout, angrily. "what in the heck do you
think you
are doing???" The shadowy figure, nameless and horrible, snarled
"I'm taking you with me, then you won't laugh anymore!" And
with
that he yelled "Shazzaham!" The mist closes in around you
and
the only thing you are conscious of is the grip of his hand on
your shoulder. Suddenly you find yourself in a bright, bustling
stage, where people are frantically running to and fro in an
effort to get the set ready for the upcoming production of
"Cats". A short, chubby man comes running over crying to you
"Hurry! As the star of this production, you should be on stage
in THREE MINUTES! MOVE IT!" you look around and the shadowy
figure is gone....